First of all, I rarely start topics, so if this goes in a different forum please move it.

My 5 year old son was a borderline Rams fan a few months back. I literally told him I was gonna buy goats and make him walk around behind it cleaning up after it. He decided he didn't like the Rams after all.

Somewhere between then and now he has ceased being my little Strawberry blonde, stark white (typical redhead skin) skinny little boy and has now morphed into Russell Wilson.

Tonight, after Mommy gave him a bath, as he is standing there stark naked waiting for his pajamas, he flexes his arms and tells his Mom, "I look just like Russell Wilson!" He had smoothed the front of his hair forward, so I guess that is the magic trick.

Right now he is running wild around the house yelling "Russell Wilson this and Russell Wilson that. Touchdown SEAHAWKS!!!" He does this all day long, every day, pretty much. He asks me questions about him all day long.

He's been begging for a Russell Wilson jersey, and there just happens to be one on the way (little brother is getting Earl Thomas).

Now, I guess I'm just waiting for him to inform me that his name is now Russell and may I please call him that...

Starrman44 wrote:First of all, I rarely start topics, so if this goes in a different forum please move it.

My 5 year old son was a borderline Rams fan a few months back. I literally told him I was gonna buy goats and make him walk around behind it cleaning up after it. He decided he didn't like the Rams after all.

Somewhere between then and now he has ceased being my little Strawberry blonde, stark white (typical redhead skin) skinny little boy and has now morphed into Russell Wilson.

Tonight, after Mommy gave him a bath, as he is standing there stark naked waiting for his pajamas, he flexes his arms and tells his Mom, "I look just like Russell Wilson!" He had smoothed the front of his hair forward, so I guess that is the magic trick.

Right now he is running wild around the house yelling "Russell Wilson this and Russell Wilson that. Touchdown SEAHAWKS!!!" He does this all day long, every day, pretty much. He asks me questions about him all day long.

He's been begging for a Russell Wilson jersey, and there just happens to be one on the way (little brother is getting Earl Thomas).

Now, I guess I'm just waiting for him to inform me that his name is now Russell and may I please call him that...

"I'm not the type to let a sleeping giant lie. I wake up the giant, slap him around, make him mad and beat him to the ground. I talk a big game because I carry a big stick." --- All-Pro Stanford Graduate

For me, when I was between 5 and 10/11, depending on what season and what day it was, I changed. Saturday's I was either Mario Bailey, or Napolean Kaufman, Sunday's I was Brian Blades (Largents last year was the first year I started watching football), and during baseball season I was Ken Griffey Jr. I even taught myself how to switch-hit (so I could hit lefty like him, and mash imaginary dingers with my hat on backwards - granted, it was a stick, and pine cones, but to me, I was immersed in the Kingdom with the roaring crowd)...ah, the simple times.

that is cool dude i can remember being griffey during the summer and payton during the winter. my mother still hates gum to this day because of it. god so glad im left handed doing that switch hitting as my brother does now no way. that and me and chad brown and easily i was soo a little monster when i was young. i loved the D the hawks had so any given day i could have been one.

Yeah, it does kinda take me back down memory lane. I was exclusively Largent until I was 10. I lived in Alaska and didn't discover basketball (the only sport I actually played) until we moved to Oregon when I was 10. Then I discovered the Blazers in 1987. So, I was Clyde Drexler and Terry Porter as well.